As I went coasting down the road of life,
I met a child with eyes full of wonder;
Drawing closer, I felt her spirit of adventure,
In her eyes you’ll see a myriad of possibilities.
And yet something is holding her back!
For she’s stuck in a barrel, you see…
She could get out, but she’s afraid to be;
The world she takes wonders in upsets her.
So in her world in the barrel she lingers…
Dreaming; marveling those who pass by her,
And weaving stories out of what she sees;
Creating her own universe of fantasies.
Awe-inspired as I was in this child in her barrel,
Far along I realized that she’s better off out–
The outside world where she can do more things,
To make it as colorful as the world in her barrel.
*for Claud May